Yesterday I spoke to my brother, Dr. Psycho, on the phone:
Him: I just bought myself some roller blades.
Me: You did?
Him: Yeah.
Me: You know what the hardest thing about roller blading is, don’t you?
Him: Nothing.
Me: No, it’s telling your parents* you’re gay.
Him: Whatever. There's a nice little path by my house where I can go.
Me: See? It's true. If you roller blade, you're gay.
Him: Screw you . . . You're a freak.
*Mom, Dad, I'm sorry you had to find out about him this way.
11 comments:
ha ha ha ha ha! Outing your brother on the internet is cool.
Roller-blading = Gay. Roller-blading in special duds = Really Gay. Roller-blading in special duds while listening to I-Tunes = Really really really gay.
Roller-blading with Spouse sends a message. "Please cuckold me".
Rollerskating is quite a good indication, but pinching a policeman's bottom is usually more definitive. As is butt-fucking a male chimpanzee.
My brother roller blades with a lollipop in his mouth sporting a tube top and cut-offs, but he's not gay.
same goes for skate boarding.....
I hate to break Upset Waitress's heart, but I think her brother is gay.
So is yours.
But the funny thing is, MY brother really is... and he thinks roller blading is something girls do.
Ummm...I have pinched a police officer's butt, but she's my wife. :) Dr. Psycho
You're so right.
My future stepson was here for x-mas. He went roller blading with his mascot and mormon friends they are ALL gay, him included.
I'm going to send your brother some hotpants for his easter present.
As long as there's no spandex involved, then . . . maybe he's just suspect. I doubt it.
David & I like to rollerblade together. I better not let him see this post or he'll be leaving me for some gay rollerblader.
Oh, and I think saying "There's a nice little path..." is much more gay than rollerblading!
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